Blessings

I have been following comments on an article on how it is illegal to feed the homeless. Through my reading I have become aware of how blessed we are. I know that I take for granted all the wonderful things God has provided for me over the years.

How many times have you thanked God for a car that works and enables you to go where ever and when ever you want? Or do you just complain about a scratch, dent or empty gas tank? Instead of whining because you have to get out in the heat and pump gas, why not be thankful we dont have to walk or ask for a ride or find money to ride the bus.

How many times have you been thankful for food? Not to mention a refrigerator, a house and electricity. This morning I was making myself an omelet. I poured the eggs into the shallow cast iron skillet (that I paid $25 for from QVC just because it says Paula Deen on the bottom) and I spilled some of the egg mixture on my ceramic stove top. While I was wiping up the mess with a Bounty paper towel from my paper towel holder I allowed my eggs to overcook. It was not pretty anymore and the cheese had cause the egg color to be brown instead of the pretty yellow omelet color we all love. I was about to dump the ugly clump into my pretty red wooden trash can that matches my breadbox when I realized what I was doing. I was about to remake my omelet and waste three eggs, shredded cheese, oil, butter, diced peppers and onions and other ingredients just because it was not as pretty as I wanted it to be. Are you kidding me? Am I kidding myself? (I ended up eating my omelet as it was)

So many of us never stop and look at what we have to be thankful for. We just take it all for granted like it is our right. Most of us don't realize the difference between rights and privileges until something is taken away. In my case it has been a real wake up call not being able to get the surgery I need to be able to walk and stand without pain. This wake up call comes to us all sometime, somewhere we just dont know when or how it is going to be delivered. Some get the call early in life and some after it is too late to change, but I believe we all get it some place in our time here on earth. Many of us get it a few times before we recognize it for what it is. It may even be the reason we are here, "the meaning of life" so to speak.

I believe we are all players in a large game. We move through the game learning...or not learning. Some of the players advance to better positions because they are quick learners while some are started out in a good position. Why we play the part we play and who is calling the shots are just a few of the questions we ask ourselves. Perhaps one day after we move on to the next place or thing or step we will gain answers to some of the questions we all are curious about. Perhaps not, for now we just have to play a good game, keep our spirits up and hope to make a difference in the life's of the other players. Maybe someone will pat you on the back one day and say well done, good and faithful servant.